This is a stick up, put it all on this memory stick
I want the mp3s and the wavs, filling up my gigs
Don’t mix in pre-drafts, I just want the master tracks
Don’t tell me to relax, I want napster back
I want all the music to listen to on demand
A Random playlist with K-Pop Gender Fluid bands
Peruvian flutes and all the boom bap from the boondocks
I’m an 80s baby so I gotta rock it on a boombox
Yo, don’t stop uploading those files, I didn’t say enough
Gimme all the styles, and any genre ever made up
I hope your feeling creative, because this hunger is insatiable
Music’s the medication, this patient is feeling capable
Hey, what’s the code? I’ll start loading up this hard-drive.
What do you mean confidential? You don’t get one if you’re part time?
You gotta apply yourself more, show the boss you’re ready
a 99-cent raise, you could be stepping heavy
Accountability, agility and the ability to adapt
Oh ya, put some Milli Vinilli on my stash
Where was I? Oh ya, get something, do it good
If you ever find a door your hand can’t open, use a foot
You should def put some Wu-Tang on there too
Blue Suede shoes and don’t you forget about Purple Stain, dude
Ok cool, it looks like the first device is almost full
Only 1 more to go, and lucky for you, I’m feeling sociable
So, what do you like to do for fun?
What do you mean, where’s my gun?
Um, the only weapon I need is politeness
So please keep it up, you wouldn’t like me when Im not my nicest
Fuck the money, , I just want the music
fuck possessions, I don’t want the two cents
I want something, and it’s something that vibrates the soul
So, gimme the tunes, I’m gonna bump it till I’m whole
Mao began rapping young; he used his rhyming skills to try and flirt with cute girls and pretty teachers. After high
school, Mao decided to try something: Mao believed he was smart. Mao put his love of rhyme and hip hop to practice.
Peace. Love. Unity. And having Fun....more